Like My Fanta

She just wanna top me
I ain't really talk beef
Careful how you walking
We gon get to stomping
I watch the way I move when
All I hear is talking
They don't know I know how games are played that's why they mocking
So they gon bring me to a fever pitch I can't control now
What they want cooperation imma give em hold out
And when you think your safe that's when imma let all the dogs out
So let me see you talk now
You can't fucking talk now

Let it go
You created yourself and no one fucking likes you
Let it go
Why the fuck you trynna eat at my table I ain't invite you
This time I'm talking and I promise it's the last time
And I'm knowing why your so insecure its cause my bag's mine
And you wanna have my life so bad you try to mime mine
So your doing all the things that I've done just not as good as I

I wish
It wasn't easy for me to move on I wouldn't have hurt you
Dumb bitch
Get a life and get the fuck out of mine yea I warned you

You really think I'm beefing with my squad who fucking told you
And if you think I'm finna fold you like a chair you thinking old news
And I'm manifesting thinking bout your mom I get what I choose
Rip your shirt off your back use it as a tissue
Achu

Niggas always talking
I ain't worried bout it
She want me to come beat it
Imma annihilate it
Six pints of Wockhardt and I'm feeling lazy
Gang got the sicks and we finna go crazy
You too friendly you can't be my lady
In the stu twenty four seven yea all that
With my whiteboy e making money
Off the acid all I see is all black
Moving big weight yea like narcos
If you really want this shit anything goes
Yea I got shooters in Atlanta
And I'm cool with the trappers in Orlando
And she tastes so sweet like my Fanta
I'm a drug addict every day all I do is smoke
Imma creep on the opps like the fantom
Saw his ass in the valley and nobody finna know

She just wanna top me
I ain't really talk beef
Careful how you walking
We gon get to stomping
I watch the way I move when
All I hear is talking
They don't know I know how games are played that's why they mocking

Let it go
You created yourself and no one fucking likes you
Let it go
Why the fuck you trynna eat at my table I ain't invite you
This time I'm talking and I promise it's the last time
And I'm knowing why your so insecure its cause my bag's mine
And you wanna have my life so bad you try to mime mine
So your doing all the things that I've done just not as good as I



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Writer(s): Joshua Kelly
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